Spicy Monkey

Five years ago, Wen Mian was branded with the stigma of climbing into her adoptive brother's bed, a finger pointed at her spine.
Everyone said she was an ingrate, unable to appreciate the new life the Pei Family had given her, and instead repaying kindness with enmity.
Only she knew that this so-called favor was nothing but an unfathomably deep hell on earth.
After five years of grinding hardship, Wen Mian had almost died abroad.
When she came back, she was a changed woman, swearing to make every member of the Pei Family pay.
She had thought this was a desperate dead-end gambit.
But unexpectedly, the adoptive brother who had sent her away was like an annoying piece of gum stuck to her shoe, following her everywhere.
She killed, he handed her the knife, she sought revenge, he silenced the witnesses.
Finally, Wen Mian couldn't help it—
"What exactly do you want?"
And that man, who had bided his time for so many years, finally showed his true colors, "Can't you see? I've been doing it all for you."

Marked by My Stepbrother

"Brother, some things are indeed right, you can't be so conspicuous outside, what if someone finds out?"


"Especially since your relationship with the media is awkward and rigid, if it comes up in the future, who knows how they might spin it. For the future of the Pei Family, you can't admit your relationship with her."


Pei Zhiyao found the exhortations of Pei Qingqing and their father particularly grating in his ears.


Pei Zhiyao was someone who couldn't stand being told what to do.


Now, facing the attacks and bombardments from the two, Pei Zhiyao surprisingly found himself unable to say a word.


But Pei Qingqing was beside himself with urgency.


He was terrified that Pei Zhiyao's temper was too volatile.


Could he still continue on his path in the future?


Thinking of this, Pei Qingqing took in a sharp breath of air.


But Zhao Moxuan beside him grabbed Pei Qingqing's wrist and led him away.


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